Take the Job: the Hero Starts from Being the Most Fierce

"Every day I know that I'm looking for a woman outside, looking for a woman. When you have time, you can deal with the company's affairs with your brother Sheng, did you hear me!"

The prince just nodded and didn't dare to say more.

God knows what unpleasant things have happened to his father. Although he is very arrogant outside, but in the Longting Villa, in this study, the prince just wouldn't dare to make mistakes.

After a while, Jiang Sheng said lightly: "From today onwards, the grievances between you and the murderer Ting will be written off."

Swish.

Hearing this sentence, the prince suddenly raised his head.

"Dad, what do you mean by this? He asked people to slap me in the face in public." The prince said anxiously.

"That's why you insulted his younger brother's wife first, and we don't care."

Jiang Sheng ended the topic impatiently and said: "Now the murderer Ting has sat in the 'sit hall' of Hengji, there is no need to let the two words fight "one four three" because of this trivial matter, understand Yet?"

The prince just widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Sheng in disbelief.

"Murderous Ting...that dwarf mule made a seat?"

Jiang Sheng sneered: "Now, which of the two of you looks more like a dwarf mule?"

After the prince had just digested the shock in his heart, he clenched his fists fiercely.

First, he was severely beaten by the other party in the entertainment city, and then he paid the price of his leg Wang Gang.In the eyes of the prince, Wang Ting stepped on him and took the top position with Xinji. How could he let go of such a grudge?

But as Jiang Sheng said.

Now that Wang Ting has become Hengji's hall, any grievances will rise to the beginning.

This kind of price, his prince just can't afford it!

The prince just remembered the scene when he first met Wang Ting. The other party asked him to give him face many times. At that time, he dismissed it, but now... he has to give him face!

Jiang Sheng naturally knew what the quality of his seed was, and when he saw his expression of resentment, his voice became stern.

"Did you hear me?"

"...Understood, Dad." As soon as the prince finished speaking, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Shengcai smiled.

"Okay, you go."

......

The next day, the second floor of the entertainment city, the secret basement.

boom!

boom!

boom!

One after another, a terrifying muffled sound echoed in the wide basement.

Wang Ting stood shirtless in front of a sandbag. He punched the dense rubber skin with punch after punch, each punching the sandbag into a dangerous arc.

Sweat flowed on the skin, and some even flowed into the corners of the eyes, and the burning pain did not stop Wang Ting's punching movements.Luo Xiaoniu stood aside, although his face was expressionless, he was a little surprised by Wang Ting's control of his power.

From a layman's point of view, at best, they would praise Wang Ting's strength, but in Luo Xiaoniu's eyes, this was not the case at all.

Every punch Wang Ting threw hit the exact same spot.

No matter how bumpy the sandbag was or how fast it swung back, Wang Ting just repeatedly hit a certain position.

To be able to do this, in addition to predicting the force of the sandbag's fall, it also requires Wang Ting to use the same force for every punch.

Although Luo Xiaoniu can do this, he will never be as easy as Wang Ting.

Brother Ting, how strong is he?

Luo Xiaoniu thought lightly in his heart.

On the other hand, on Wang Ting's side, his movements were much more vigorous than before, obviously adapting to the current speed.

Just as he used a faster punch to challenge the new level, a system prompt came to his mind.

"The system issues a random task: clean up the community and make a statement."

"Rewards for completing the task: 100% loyalty to Master Su, and 100% loyalty to Temple Street Tianjiu."

Wang Ting slowly stopped, and Luo Xiaoniu next to him handed over a towel at the right time.

Wang Ting wiped the sweat from his face, and when he opened his eyes again, his expression was full of ferocity.

This task suits his appetite.

"Xiao Niu, prepare tonight to get rid of the ponytail of the Xihuan talker."

When it was hot at the beginning, it had the best relationship with Mawei.After Wang Ting made the hot show, every time he went to the Xiangtang for a meeting, he always felt a faint hostility from Mawei.

Moreover, during the voting period, Wang Ting learned through news that after Billy met Ninth Uncle, the next thing he wanted to see was Mawei!

Although the horsetail's performance was very docile when he took over the faucet, but one day, he would turn back on Wang Ting.

The Hao Ting Company has just been established, and any unstable factors within the club will be eradicated!

Since he has become a 'sit hall', he will not allow two voices to appear in Hengji!

Although these words were a bit abrupt, Luo Xiaoniu didn't ask any questions, just nodded and said indifferently: "Understood, Brother Ting."

Wang Ting said: "Mawei killed a lot of people with double knives when he was young, be careful."

Hearing this sentence, Luo Xiaoniu's eyes lit up: "Use a knife? Brother Ting, can I take my dumb girl to practice my hand?"

Wang Ting knew that Dummy was bored in the entertainment city, so he smiled slightly: "I don't worry about your brothers and sisters doing things."

Luo Xiaoniu nodded in response.

"Brother Ting, leave it to me."

That day, late at night.

In front of an abandoned factory.

This factory was originally a logistics park built for the West Ring Wharf. After the West Ring Wharf was set in the west, the investment in the logistics park was lost.

The real estate developers couldn't give the workers any money, so they just ran away.

Now, the factory has become the gathering place of Heng Kee West Ring.

One of the largest and brightest factories was transformed into a boxing ring by Mawei.

The boxing ring was brightly lit, and the ponytail was wearing a vest, waving his fists in front of the stakes.

The little brother outside was almost gone, and Mawei's confidant Jinhuan put a fruit plate on the table and shouted.

"Boss, take a break to eat something."

Without turning back, Mawei said, "I have to wait for a while, you go first."

Hearing this, Jin Huan shook his head.

Since the murderer Ting became a gymnasium, Brother Mawei has been staying in the boxing ring until late at night every day.It has been going on for several days now, and Jinhuan is very worried about his state.

After a while, Mawei stopped, saw that Jinhuan hadn't left, walked over angrily, and said, "I'm so busy, don't you have to go to work tomorrow?"

Jin Huan looked at him worriedly: "Boss, is everything okay?"

Mawei glared at him: "When is it your turn to care about me? Go away! Don't let Lao Tzu throw you out!"

Jin Huan hesitated for a while and said, "Boss, my wife's birthday is tomorrow, can you come tonight?"

Mawei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not too tired. Tomorrow night, right? I love seafood recently, so buy me a few more pounds of shrimp."

Hearing his words, Jin Huan smiled, he left the fruit bowl here, and then left.

The sound of the car's engine disappeared from the outside, and Mawei was the only one left in the current logistics park.

Ponytail sat on the bed of Luohan, stuck a piece of dragon fruit with a toothpick and put it in his mouth. After chewing it for a while, he laughed.

This kid Jinhuan is quite attentive, as expected of the younger brother who has been with him the longest, and he is indeed considerate.

He lit a cigarette, raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke, suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door, and laughed.

"If you quarrel with me again, I'll really throw you out."

No one answered.

Mawei frowned, he sat up straight and looked forward.

I saw two figures standing at the door, a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a hoodie, most of his face was covered by a hat, only the tip of his nose and mouth were exposed.

The woman had shoulder-length short hair and was wearing a long black dress. At the moment, she was facing away from him and pulled down the roller shutter.

With a loud bang, the door to the boxing ring was blocked.

Mawei smelled something was wrong, he leaned down and grabbed a drawer from the bottom of Luohan's bed.

After the drawer was opened, there lay a pair of cold-glazed knives. The knives followed the ponytail when they were young, and the knives were stained with the blood of many people.

Since he became the hall master, he has not used it, but both outsiders and Hengji are more or less afraid of this knife.

who are you?Mawei said loudly, "Don't you know that I am the hall master of Hengji?"

Luo Xiaoniu and Mumei slowly approached him, and the two walked without a sound, like two ghosts.

A silent sense of oppression licked the last reason of Mawei. Seeing that the two didn't speak, he held down his two knives, and then took out his mobile phone to call Jinhuan.

Whoosh!

A white shadow was thrown out of the dumb girl's hand, making a piercing sound in the air, and then accurately penetrated Mawei's mobile phone, and together with the back of her hand, it was embedded on the bed of the Arhat bed!

"Ah—" The phone screen burst into phantoms, and then the screen went black...and Mawei's right palm also shot out blood.

When he reacted, a sharp pain swallowed him like a poisonous snake.

Afterwards, Mawei closed his mouth awkwardly, and he slowly turned his head to see a butterfly knife shining with a cold light right above his palm.

The battle-hardened Ponytail reluctantly held the butterfly knife, and then pulled it out!

With a bang, he threw the butterfly knife aside, and Mawei screamed while holding his right hand.

"You... who are you?"